[Fantasy Series: My Older Sister's Special Fetishes] (1-2) Author: Autumn Wind and Autumn Rain - Incest Novels

Author: Autumn Wind and Autumn Rain Word Count: 27857 (I) *Thump, thump, thump* *Huff, huff...* The girl, panting heavily, looked directly into the man's eyes and said with a seductive smile, "I'm going to attack!" "Come on!" The man bent down and reached out, as if he were guarding closely, but his eyes were fixed on the basketball in the girl's hand. He was also staring at her chest with a burning, greedy gaze. Following the extremely loose collar of her jersey, he could clearly see a cleavage that wasn't very deep. Because the girl's breasts were very elastic and firm, when she bent over, her breasts naturally drooped down and stood side by side without looking crowded. With the girl's slightly rapid breathing, her two perfect hemispheres of breasts rose and fell, so tempting that the man wanted to stuff his eyes into them to see them to his heart's content. *Swish!* The girl dribbled the basketball and suddenly dodged. The loose collar swayed, and a touch of crimson on her snow-white mound was like a fleeting glimpse of a startled bird, making the man instantly lose his focus. Taking advantage of the opportunity, the girl leaped past him, ran to the basket, and skillfully executed a three-step layup. Clang! The ball went in, score! The girl seemed slightly smug, while the man wasn't discouraged. Just that one glance was enough to earn him credit; whether it went in or not, he didn't care. "Old Wang, you're no good. You can't even guard a girl. Let me handle this!" A man wearing a blue number six jersey walked over, patted the slacking number nine player, and gave him a knowing look. The other player, in turn, tacitly handed over the task of boxing out the girl. "Little sister, you play well, but you can't get past me with this level of skill!" Number six said with a grin, but his eyes were already roaming over the girl's long, white legs beneath her baggy shorts. Compared to the previous number nine, this one was clearly a leg fetishist. "Hehe, really?" The girl raised an eyebrow provocatively, a seductive smile curving her lips. She seemed to be implying something, saying, "Uncle, don't let my agility knock you over later!" Knock you over? Heh heh... that suggestion seems quite tempting! Number Six stroked his chin with a wicked grin, completely ignoring the girl's malicious use of the term "uncle." *Thud!* The basketball landed in the girl's hands again, the scene seemingly returning to the previous one, only this time the man facing the girl was Number Six instead of Number Nine. Perhaps even the heavens were favoring Number Nine; before the girl could even make a move, a sudden gust of wind arose, whistling softly, enough to make the girl's obviously oversized jersey sway. Along the swaying neckline, two pink, tender nipples were faintly visible, successfully diverting Number Six's leg-obsessed gaze from his thighs. "Don't fall!" the girl seemingly kindly reminded him, before beginning her direct assault. This time, the girl's movements were far more complex, shifting left and right, fast and slow, her oversized white jersey fluttering in the wind like a beautiful butterfly. Her perfectly rounded breasts, with their two erect and alluring nipples, would make even a leg fetishist's heart sway and their mind wander. Suddenly, the girl made a feint, and due to the speed, her breasts bounced. Half intentionally, half deliberately, the number six man stumbled and fell backward, his head landing awkwardly at the girl's feet. A flash of pink! The number six man's eyes widened in shock. What did he see? It turned out that the girl wasn't wearing a bra under her jersey, or even underwear. Her slender yet shapely legs, encased in loose shorts, looked quite elegant. Especially during the moment she jumped to shoot, the sixth man's gaze followed the gap between the girl's thighs and shorts, directly catching sight of her vulva—a delicate, pinkish-red vulva, as thin as a line. Clang! The ball went in again, and the girl scored once more. "Hehe, uncle, I told you not to fall, how come you're still so careless?" The girl stood beside the sixth man with a half-smile. Whether intentionally or not, her angle allowed the sixth man to once again peer directly into her forbidden area through the gap in her shorts. Glistening—was it sweat, or...? "Alright, sixth, why are you still lazing on the ground? Aren't you going to play?" The eleventh player on the opposing team was clearly impatient. He came over, seemingly helping the sixth man up, but his eyes never left the girl's body. Her charming, alluring face, her swan-like neck glistening with sweat, her snow-white limbs—up close, one could even smell the refreshing fragrance emanating from her. "Okay, got it!" Number Six reluctantly got up. Although he didn't want to get up, he knew that if he did, he would not only incur the wrath of everyone, but also ruin a perfectly good game. "Hehe, beautiful, it's my turn to guard you again this time, be careful!" Number Eleven's tone was quite frivolous, and his face was covered in pimples, making him look like a toad, which was repulsive. The girl felt the same way. The other guys playing basketball this time, although not particularly handsome, all tacitly maintained a bottom line: they only used their eyes to grope her. But this Number Eleven, in addition to looking at her, would also touch her inappropriately, always using the excuse of close defense to touch her here and rub against her there, which was very unpleasant. However, although the girl didn't like this guy, and even felt a little disgusted, what could she do when the few stinky men were so tacitly coordinated, taking turns to guard her? In fact, the basketball game had been going on for over half an hour, and the men in front of her had basically seen all of her breasts, thighs, and even her vulva. It was about time to end it! After all, a girl's stamina was far inferior to that of a grown man, and half an hour of exposure had been stimulating enough, so the girl decided to stop playing. Suppressing her disgust for the eleventh man, she said, "Okay, one last ball, then I'll leave!" "Huh? Why are you leaving? Want to play a little longer?" Seeing the girl about to leave, the men who had just had their fill of eye candy quickly urged her to leave. However, the girl had made up her mind and wouldn't change it unless something unexpected happened, so she shook her head and chuckled, "We girls can't match the stamina of you stinky men." "After playing for half an hour, my thighs are sore!" As she spoke, the girl pretended to rub her thighs. However, it was more like she was rubbing her pants than her thighs. The girl's small, white hands slid up and down her thighs, causing the loose, baggy hem of her shorts to slide up and down with them. In an instant, glimpses of the smooth, fair, and delicate legs of a young girl were revealed, making the men playing basketball swallow hard. "Hey, last ball! Are you guys going to play or not? If not, I'm leaving!" Seemingly oblivious to the excesses she was making, the girl complained coquettishly, her hands becoming increasingly outrageous, almost revealing her thighs. "Ah... play, play, how can we not play?" As the main defender for the last ball, number eleven wasn't about to let the opportunity slip away, and quickly urged everyone to resume the game. Perhaps out of dislike for number eleven, the girl, who usually took the lead in attacking, simply passed the ball after receiving it, showing no desire to attack. Without her attacking, number eleven couldn't use his close marking tactics, which frustrated him greatly. After three or five passes, everyone understood the girl's intention. In fact, the others were also dissatisfied with number 11. Firstly, perhaps out of jealousy for number 11's daring to shoot. Secondly, they harbored some resentment; if number 11 hadn't made that reckless move, this once-in-a-lifetime beauty might have been able to play a little longer. However, number 11 had a thuggish appearance, and no one wanted to offend him unnecessarily. So, the other two members of the girl's team hesitated for a long time, showing no intention of shooting. Only when number 11 gave them an impatient look did the two reluctantly pass the ball to the girl again. This time, the girl passed it immediately upon receiving it. But number 11 knew this was the last ball; he couldn't continue passing it around like this. So, gritting his teeth, he decided to create an opportunity himself if there wasn't one. Just as the girl was about to throw the ball, number 11 made an exaggerated diving motion. But in reality, he wasn't diving for the ball at all; he was aiming for the girl herself. *Thud!* The basketball landed unattended, everyone's attention drawn to number 11's right hand. At that moment, number 11's right hand was gripping the girl's breast through her jersey. The girl's breasts weren't large, around a C-cup, but they were incredibly elastic, perky, full, and smooth. Holding them felt like holding a piece of jelly—it felt wonderful. "Does it feel good?" the girl asked strangely, her eyes gleaming. "Great!" Lost in the wonderful sensation, number 11 blurted out the word without thinking, his face displaying a lewd and obscene expression. "That's good!" the girl nodded, like a student secretly asking the teacher for their test score, letting out a sigh of relief.Actually, when number 11 made his move, the girl knew where his target was. However, instead of dodging, she allowed him to grab her breasts. She even tolerated him fondling and kneading them through her jersey before suddenly raising her hand and slapping him hard across the face. Then, she followed up with a groin kick, turning number 11's face purple. These two actions were executed with remarkable fluidity and precision, as if rehearsed a thousand times beforehand, creating a strangely beautiful contrast. "So satisfying!" The incident was sudden; no one expected the alluring girl to turn so ruthless. After all, in everyone's eyes, while she was beautiful, she dared to come out without a bra or underwear, using the game as an excuse to flirt with a group of strange men, even intentionally or unintentionally enticing them to see her body. In short, she was a complete slut. "Alright, the game's over, I should go now." "Bye-bye, you perverted uncles!" The word "perverted uncle" made the remaining guys look rather awkward. Judging from the girl's appearance, she was only sixteen or seventeen, while the oldest among them was only twenty-five or twenty-six, and even the youngest was only seventeen or eighteen. How could they not feel a pang of embarrassment at being called "perverted uncles" by a girl? "Damn it, you slut, you stop right there!" The girl hadn't even taken a few steps when number eleven, already hunched over, started cursing. "Slut?" Hehe, that's a rather exciting term! However, the girl's face remained frosty as she glared at him coldly. "What, you think you can keep me here?" "Go to hell, you bitch, you think you can just leave after hitting me? Not so easy!" The throbbing pain in his lower body added a touch of savagery to the lewdness in Number Eleven's eyes. His expression seemed to suggest he wanted nothing more than to pounce on the girl and brutally fuck and torment her. "Hehe, then tell me, what do you want from me?" The frostiness on the girl's face faded, replaced by a seductive allure. She licked her lips with a flirtatious flick of her tongue, giving off a sinister vibe. "Hehe, leaving is easy too. Just serve me... serve us brothers once, and I'll let you go, how about it?" Number Eleven wasn't stupid. With a single sentence, he pulled the men around him into his camp. After all, without them, it would be impossible to get things done on the basketball court in public. Sure enough, the men who had just been eager to play the hero and rescue the damsel in distress immediately suppressed their thoughts after hearing what Number Eleven said, and tacitly waited for things to unfold. "Giggle, giggle..." The girl covered her lips with her small, fair hand and giggled, her big, watery eyes blinking seductively. "So, brother, you're going to rape me? And in broad daylight on the basketball court..." How exciting! Just thinking about it made her pussy a little wet. "Wrong!" Seeing that the girl didn't refuse and instead became even more alluring, a man wearing a number 28 jersey and glasses couldn't help but step forward and lewdly said, "It's not rape, it's gang rape!" "Oh my god, you guys are going to gang rape me? How exciting! Is it true?" Hearing such a crude confession, the girl was already aroused. Her hand had unconsciously reached for her breasts, and she pinched one of the nipples hard with two fingers. Her beautiful face was flushed, and her breathing became rapid. "Hehe, of course!" The girl's expression was too seductive. How could the other men not be tempted? Besides, the girl in front of them was a complete slut. Her expression and eyes were so wanton. Even if it was gang rape, she would only excitedly cooperate! With this thought in mind, the group of basketball buddies who had only known each other for half an hour tacitly stepped forward and surrounded the girl. This is a small park basketball court in the old city redevelopment area. Before the redevelopment, it might have been quite lively, but now, with the redevelopment intensifying, there aren't many people here in the late afternoon. But it's still broad daylight, in a public place, and if they were to gang rape, there's a real risk of being discovered. However, the girl is just too alluring—that seductive expression, those captivating eyes, those fair thighs, those pert breasts, and those rosy nipples. Profit always tempts, so the men are willing to take the risk and taste this beautiful girl. Besides, in everyone's eyes, this girl is a complete slut; even if they're discovered, it won't be considered gang rape, at most a charge of group sex, a jail sentence, and some money. But just as they were about to take action, the girl's lewd expression vanished, replaced by a cold smile, and she put her hand to her mouth and whistled loudly. Whoosh, whoosh... In just a dozen seconds, a group of tattooed men appeared out of nowhere, carrying long knives and short sticks, and surrounded several lustful men. "Boss!" The leader, a burly man in his thirties, pushed through the group and bowed respectfully to the girl. "Ah, I'm exhausted!" Stretching, the girl's breasts appeared even more prominent, and even in this setting, the surrounding men couldn't help but swallow hard. The girl didn't care, letting the fiery gazes sweep over her beautiful legs and breasts, a hint of smugness rising in her heart. Moreover, from an angle unseen by the others, the girl could already feel her vagina starting to wet. Seriously, knowing she was a slut, they still used such crude language to stimulate her, leaving her feeling empty and uncomfortable! No, she had to hurry home, take a shower, and masturbate a bit. Thinking of this, the girl said, "Big Biaozi, you were quick this time. If it had been a few minutes later, I'm afraid I would have been gang-raped!" "What? They dared to treat Big Sister like that! I'll have to..." "Alright, alright, handle it yourself!" With a wave of her hand, she interrupted Big Biaozi's statement. The girl looked up at the sky and felt even more eager to go home. "It's almost time. I should go! Call me if you need anything." "Big Sister, wait a minute!" Big Biaozi called out to the girl and turned to signal to his henchmen. A group of burly men dragged and pulled the men who had just been thinking about how to gang-rape the girl to a secluded corner of the park. Big Biaozi stood in front of the girl, scratching his head and smiling awkwardly. "Alright, sir, what is it now?" "Um, um... I have a little brother who got drunk at a food stall in the snack street last night and caused some trouble. He was taken to the police station, and I don't know..." "Okay, I understand!" The girl glanced around, then shuffled to a patch of grass near the basketball court. After rummaging around for a bit, she pulled out a pink bag. Clearly, she had left the bag there before playing basketball. Opening the bag, she took out a small, exquisite cell phone and dialed a number. "Hello, Dad, it's me." "Xiao Meng, what's up? Why are you calling your dad at this hour?" A deep, authoritative middle-aged voice came from the other end of the line. "Dad, Xiao Meng needs your help, please!" the girl, who called herself Xiao Meng, said coquettishly. "Alright, alright, what does my darling need from her dad this time?" the middle-aged man asked affectionately. "It's nothing really, just that my classmate's older brother got drunk at the food street last night and caused a little trouble..." "Oh, Xiaomeng wants Dad to help your classmate's brother?" "Yes, yes... Dad, you have to promise! He already promised someone else, Dad, don't make Xiaomeng give up on him!" "…………" The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment before vaguely saying, "I'll call and ask for you later!" "Oh, what? Dad, how can you do this? You can't just ask, you have to help! He already promised someone else!" The girl pouted, drawing out her words in a coquettish tone. "You..." Li Min on the other end of the phone really couldn't do anything with his daughter. Didn't she realize that her father, as the Deputy Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee and Secretary of the Political and Legal Committee, also held the title of Director of the Public Security Bureau, would understand what he meant by making a phone call? However, it was clear that the subtle expressions used in officialdom were still somewhat difficult for the young Li Meng to understand. In fact, Li Min was aware of this as well, but having spent so much time in officialdom, his way of speaking had become ingrained and impossible to change, even knowing that he was speaking to his daughter, who knew nothing, rather than a shrewd and capable subordinate. So, Li Min could only smile and ask, "What's your classmate's brother's name?" "Come here!" Li Meng winked at Da Biaozi, covering the phone's microphone with one hand, and asked in a low voice, "What's your little brother's name?" "Wang Youcai." Knowing the other person's name, the girl waved for Da Biaozi to step back before picking up the phone again and speaking..."Dad, I just asked, my classmate's older brother is named Wang Youcai." "Okay, I got it. If it's not a big deal, have his family pick him up tonight!" "Yay, Dad's the best! Thank you, Dad, thank you, Dad..." Li Meng excitedly puckered her lips and kissed the receiver, then hung up. Turning around, her excitement had faded, and she said calmly, "Alright, go to the Municipal Bureau to pick him up tonight!" "Thanks, Boss!" "Okay, if there's nothing else, I'm off!" After talking to her father, Li Meng's earlier excitement had subsided considerably. Saying goodbye to Da Biaozi, she headed home through the winding alleys. This area was the old city district, and due to redevelopment, most people had moved to new homes, so there weren't many people left in the old district, making these alleys particularly quiet. When Li Meng walked past a large tree, she unexpectedly discovered two boys, around six or seven years old, playing marbles under its shade. The tree was just outside the wall of a house, at the end of a secluded alley. The alley was short, and the doors of the surrounding houses were all closed; she didn't know if anyone still lived there. This scene was quite common, but for some reason, Li Meng suddenly turned and walked into the alley, coming to the tree and watching the two children happily playing marbles. Li Meng herself didn't know why she had suddenly come over, but after watching for a while, she got bored. After all, it was just two children playing marbles; it couldn't possibly hold any interest for her. However, just as she was about to turn away, one of the children's marbles unexpectedly hit her feet. So, Li Meng instinctively squatted down and picked up the marble. "Big sister, can you give the marbles back to Xiaozhuzi?" Six-year-old Xiaozhuzi looked timidly at Li Meng, stretching out his dirty little hand to ask for them. "Tell me, is your name Xiaozhuzi?" Li Meng didn't rush to return the marbles, but asked with interest. "Yes!" Xiaozhuzi nodded honestly. Xiaozhuzi was clearly a nickname given by country folk, and he did indeed have a chubby, somewhat simple-minded appearance. Li Meng suddenly smiled mischievously, handing the marbles to him while softly saying, "I also have marbles, can I give them to Xiaozhuzi to play with?" "Okay, okay..." Children are naturally happy to hear someone give them marbles. "Me too, me too..." Another child ran over, looking at Li Meng with longing. "Big sister, Little Stone wants marbles too." "Okay, I'll give them all to you." Li Meng reached out, but instead of taking marbles from her pocket, she grabbed the bottom of her jersey, lifted it up to her neck, and held it between her chin. This exposed her two large, white breasts to Little Pillar and Little Stone. "Big sister, are you hot?" The two children looked at her with confusion, clearly not understanding why this big sister would lift her clothes up for no reason. The children were too young to understand the allure of a woman's breasts, so being stared at by their innocent eyes made Li Meng feel incredibly shy, even more so than when those men had spied on her breasts and genitals earlier. "Little Pillar, Little Stone, didn't you want marbles?" "Look, I have two more marbles here!" "I'll give them to you to play with, okay?" Li Meng wasn't pointing to marbles at all; she was clearly pointing to her own erect nipples. The peanut-sized nipples bulged, radiating an alluring sheen. If other men saw them, they might easily lose control and rush over to lick them. Unfortunately, the two little ones didn't have that impulse; they simply reached out their little hands, puzzled, and grabbed Li Meng's nipples. But after just one tug, the two little ones let go. "Sister's lying, sister's lying!" "That's not a marble, marbles aren't soft." "It's still there, we can't take it off." Don't let Li Meng's reputation as a complete little slut fool you; at seventeen, although she enjoys seeking and experiencing thrills, she's still a 100% virgin. While her breasts and vagina have been ogled by many men, no one has ever had the chance to have their nipples touched naked. Of course, being touched through clothing doesn't count. Children's hands are dirty and not as strong or heavy as adults', but the stimulation they provide to Li Meng is intense. Just one tug, and Li Meng feels the urge to wet her vagina again. Seeing the two little ones about to let go and leave, Li Meng panicked. Forgetting all pretense of modesty, she grabbed one in each hand, pulling their two dirty little hands back to her nipples, licking her lips seductively, "These really are marbles, even more fun than the ones you have." "Use more force, more force, you can definitely pull them off!" If Li Meng's expression were meant for a man, he wouldn't even need to say it; he would already be gripping her nipples tightly. But the two little ones were skeptical, pinching her nipples and trying to pull them off forcefully. "Ah..." "Look, they're getting longer! Give it a little more force, and they'll come off!" Li Meng's nipples were stretched by the two little ones, a pleasurable sensation mixed with a slight pain, causing Li Meng to cry out. She then felt her vagina become wet; it had started to flow. And you know what? A young girl's breasts are undeniably alluring. Although the two little ones weren't old enough to grasp the mysteries of a woman's breasts, pulling on the rubbery, elastic nipples gave them a thrill, like finding a novel toy. So, the two little ones kept pulling and tugging, and soon they had both hands on Li Meng's breasts, kneading, pulling, scratching, and slapping them, giggling as they played with them. Ah!! Li Meng never expected that the first people to taste her breasts would be two six-year-olds. Although the two little ones were playing with them like toys, it was undeniable that the pleasure they brought Li Meng was extraordinary. "Ah, you two little things, you're pinching me so nicely!" "Harder, keep going... harder..." Enjoying herself, Li Meng unknowingly sat down on the ground, one hand supporting herself on the ground, the other rubbing her vulva through her shorts. It wasn't that she didn't want to rub inside, but she was worried that her hands, still covered in dust and bacteria from playing basketball, might get her tender virginity infected with some kind of disease just for a moment of pleasure. So, Li Meng could only rub in a half-hearted way. Fortunately, her basketball jersey and shorts were high-quality, so they didn't hinder her too much. *Slap!* Little Zhu slapped Li Meng's breast, making a crisp sound, and his eyes lit up. The feeling of slapping was a bit like bouncing a ball. No, even better than bouncing a ball. So, the little guy quickly waved his hands, slapping Li Meng's breast repeatedly, while Little Stone beside him imitated him, slapping along as well. "Ah...ah..." "So good...you two little devils, you're making me feel so good!" "Harder, harder..." *Slap slap slap* Encouraged by Li Meng, the two little ones slapped each other hard, as if competing to see who could slap faster and louder. Soon, both little ones were flushed and panting. Li Meng, the one being slapped, was even more overwhelmed. She felt her arms go limp, losing all strength to support herself, and collapsed to the ground, her legs curled up, her hands tightly clenched, a few mischievous fingers digging and probing. Ah!!! Such a lewd scene—who would have thought the parties involved were just a seventeen-year-old girl and two six-year-old boys? Li Meng felt herself about to climax, but the two little ones were getting tired of slapping, their touch lightening, their speed slowing. This feeling was like a lustful woman encountering a man with premature ejaculation—absolutely frustrating and maddening. So, Li Meng tugged at Xiao Zhu's trouser leg and instructed, "Kick the ball, kick the ball with your feet..." Immediately, Xiao Zhu and Xiao Shitou found a new way to play, raising their feet and kicking hard at Li Meng's breasts. Ah! Li Meng had underestimated the children's strength. Although children are indeed not as strong as adults, when they vent their anger with their feet, a well-placed kick can still hurt quite a bit. "Take off your shoes, take off your shoes..." The plastic sandals scraped against her delicate breasts, causing a slight pain. Li Meng dared not let the two little ones continue kicking in sandals. A woman's breasts are very delicate. Even if they swelled up, it was just for enjoyment; if the plastic scraped their skin, got them dirty, and left scars, that was something Li Meng didn't want. Fortunately, the two little ones were quite understanding and took off their sandals, kicking barefoot. Today, Lady Luck truly favored the two little ones. You see, Li Meng's breasts are the cream of the crop. Smooth and elastic, they're ten, even a hundred times better than any ball in the world.Using such large breasts as a ball is a privilege not everyone enjoys. And they're so soft you can kick them without them flying, and they won't hurt your feet. Mmm... ah... ah... so good... harder! Although her vagina felt incredibly empty, the comfort from her breasts made up for it. Li Meng felt all her pleasure nerves concentrated on her breasts, and her once snow-white upper body was now flushed. If any man saw her in such a wanton state, he would definitely be driven mad and rape her. *Slap slap...* Four little feet took turns lifting her. Because they were barefoot on the ground, Xiao Zhuzi and Xiao Shitou's feet were very dirty. Combined with the vigorous movement like playing soccer, they were sweaty and sticky. Soon, Li Meng's breasts were covered in dirty footprints. Ah... ah... ooh... so good... harder, fuck me to death! Two high, firm breasts swayed with the kicking of her little feet, occasionally being crushed under the feet of the two little ones, turning into soft, fleshy pancakes. Suddenly, Li Meng's nipple was pinched by Xiao Zhu's toes and yanked hard. Ah!!! Screaming, Li Meng's pleasure finally reached its peak. "I'm going to die!" Her ten toes were tightly hooked inside her sneakers, her two long, shapely thighs were tightly intertwined, and her fingers were pinching her erect clitoris hard through her underwear. Ah!! She felt a surge of heat gushing down her lower abdomen. Li Meng's body suddenly arched, almost knocking the two unprepared little ones to the ground. Then, like a lark struck by an arrow, Li Meng collapsed with a thud, her limbs weak, but she had orgasmed. "Oh, big sister, you're shameless, you've wet your pants..." Little Stone shouted, pointing at Li Meng's panties, which were soaked with her orgasmic fluid, as if he had discovered some earth-shattering secret. "Pah, you wretched brat..." Li Meng cursed inwardly, but she lay there lazily without arguing. Was she supposed to explain the difference between a woman's orgasm and urination to two six-year-old boys? No way! She'd rather continue lying on the ground and enjoy the afterglow of her orgasm. "Big sister, shameless, wet your pants, shameless..." The two little boys exchanged a glance and then turned and ran towards the base of a large tree. Li Meng, still enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm, became curious and, after gathering some strength, rolled over and got up. "What a brat!" Looking down at her slightly swollen breasts, covered in gaudy sweat stains and footprints, a strange smell wafted over her—a mixture of a child's sweat and foot odor, making her feel nauseous. Seeing this, Li Meng quickly put down her jersey; with her own fragrant jersey as a barrier, the odor dissipated considerably. Then, Li Meng walked towards the two little ones under the tree roots. A gust of wind blew, and her lower body felt chilly. Li Meng then realized that this orgasm had produced many times more vaginal fluid than usual during masturbation, soaking half of her oversized basketball shorts. How embarrassing! With a seductive smile, Li Meng ignored her lower body; in the height of summer, thin fabric like a jersey gets wet quickly and dries quickly too. Just as Li Meng approached the two little ones, she was unexpectedly shooed away by them. "Big sister, go away!" "Tch, you two precocious brats, you even know how to be shy about peeing!" But then she thought, these two brats had just fondled her breasts, bringing her to orgasm. Could it be considered that she had prematurely matured them? If so, would the two little ones remember this scene when they grew up? Perhaps she should leave them with more memories, making them unforgettable for life? Recalling the many pornographic films she had watched at home, Li Meng suddenly felt a surge of excitement. If she were to masturbate or give oral sex to these two little ones right now, would they ejaculate? Obviously, this idea was too advanced, but giving the two little ones oral sex might really make two handsome young men remember her for a lifetime. Perhaps, from puberty to death, her image and her breasts would appear in their dreams, becoming their goddess of fantasy. With a wicked smile, Li Meng decided to try it. Suddenly, with a creak, a closed door opened, and a vulgar middle-aged woman called out, "Little Zhu, Little Shitou, come back for dinner!" Hmm, well, looks like I'll save myself the trouble of giving her my first oral sex. Poor little ones, I hope you won't forget today's scene in the future, and remember me! (II) Ah! Another beautiful day, but the sun is too strong; not suitable for playing basketball. Pushing open the window, Li Meng leaned out, looking down at the lush green trees and bustling crowds below. Suddenly, she felt an urge to lift her clothes and expose her breasts to everyone. Unfortunately, this was just a thought; Li Meng didn't dare to do it. This was the municipal committee's residential building, her home. If she dared to do it at home, the consequences of being discovered would be unimaginable. Not at home, but not outside. With this thought, Li Meng left the window and hurried downstairs, only to find herself alone in the house. There was nothing she could do. Her father, Li Min, was the deputy secretary of the municipal party committee, and his work was very demanding. Her mother also worked at the education bureau, and was equally busy. Her fifteen-year-old brother was a complete shut-in, spending all his time indoors playing games and watching anime. Aside from mealtimes, probably only an earthquake could disturb him. But that was fine; the more chaotic the household was, the better it was for her to take action. Crouching low, Li Meng slipped into the bathroom. Although she only had one brother, and he was a complete shut-in, out of caution, Li Meng carefully locked the door before standing in front of the sink mirror with her bag. Looking at herself in the mirror, Li Meng, though not narcissistic, couldn't help but sigh, "So beautiful." She had large, watery eyes, long eyelashes, a delicate and lovely nose, and charmingly pink cherry lips. Long, beautiful black hair cascaded down her snow-white neck. Her slender, well-proportioned figure, with its prominent curves, was encased in a sky-blue low-cut halter dress. With a slight tilt of her head, a pair of snow-white, alluring mounds could be clearly seen from the low neckline, tightly wrapped in a white lace bra—not large, but undeniably perky. A slender waist, a flat stomach, perfectly curved but not exaggerated hips, long legs in white stockings, and white leather shoes on her feet, her ten toes neatly arranged like silkworms. What a pure and sweet young girl! If Da Biaozi were here, he would never recognize this girl as his boss. In his mind, bosses were alluring and seductive, yet extremely cold and unpredictable witches, while this girl appeared to everyone as a pure and beautiful young woman. Upon closer inspection, one would notice that while this girl's features were also extremely beautiful, they were slightly different from the girl on the basketball court a few days prior. Coupled with their drastically different auras, even if placed side-by-side, no one would believe they were the same person. This was entirely due to Li Meng's makeup and acting skills. Both were Li Meng herself, and both reflected her true nature. At home, Li Meng was a dutiful and filial daughter; at school, she was an excellent student; in the eyes of the local hoodlum, she was a powerful and capable leader; and in the eyes of some strange men, she was an absolute wanton slut. Yes, Li Meng's true nature was that of a slut, a fact she herself admitted. And now, she was preparing to go out and seek thrills, to indulge in her wantonness. She took a makeup box from her bag, and with a few quick strokes, the pure and beautiful girl in the mirror transformed into a seductive and alluring little slut, someone one would want to ravage at first sight. Of course, the purpose of makeup was for greater safety, but the real enjoyment came from exposure. Li Meng loved exposure; she herself didn't know when she had developed this fetish—thirteen, fourteen, or fifteen? Never mind, she didn't want to think about it. Shaking her head, Li Meng gave herself a seductive smile in the mirror. It was indeed alluring, but that wasn't enough. Li Meng crossed her arms and pulled down the straps of her tank top, causing the extra-large tank top she had specially bought to fall to her feet. A white lace bra and white lace panties—actually, Li Meng didn't like white; she preferred black or purple, but she couldn't wear that at home. If her mother, Wu Yuan, found out, she would definitely be in trouble. Of course, more than any of that, Li Meng preferred not to wear a bra or panties at all, because only then could she enjoy the pleasure of exposing her body. Thinking about going out and exposing her body, Li Meng couldn't wait. Her fingers deftly pulled off the bra and then the panties. Hmm... stockings... that's the question. Should she wear stockings or not? Wearing stockings is certainly alluring, but Li Meng prefers to completely expose her body, and she's also concerned about her...She had absolute confidence in her body; even without stockings, her beautiful legs and delicate feet would definitely attract men's attention. So, Li Meng simply took off her stockings and put her sundress back on. Now, apart from the sundress, Li Meng was completely naked. After carefully checking herself again to make sure nothing was missing, Li Meng quietly slipped out of the bathroom, pushed open the door, and left home. Although she had put on makeup, Li Meng always tried to choose places far from home when engaging in exhibitionism, to ensure her safety to the greatest extent possible. Of course, as a girl with such a penchant, Li Meng was very self-protective. From the age of fourteen, she used her father's position as the head of the Public Security Bureau to hire a female SWAT officer to teach her grappling and fighting. So don't be fooled by Li Meng's pure and gentle appearance; in reality, her fighting ability was such that two or three strong men couldn't get close to her. Otherwise, how could she become the leader of a gang of thugs with just a little background? This time, Li Meng left home and chose a residential area called Sunshine Community, not too far from her residence. The residents of Sunshine Community were mostly middle-class families, so when the community was built, the developers specifically sought suggestions from many residents and constructed a small park in the center. This small park was quite beautiful, with shady trees, lush grass, and flowers—Li Meng's favorite spot for exposure. Not only was the scenery pleasant, but because most of the residents were white-collar workers, the park was mostly filled with children and the elderly during the day; very few adults were present, and even those were clean and well-mannered, not at all repulsive. Arriving at the familiar park, Li Meng was dismayed to find that her favorite spots for exposure were all occupied. While not adults, they were mostly students around fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, or eighteen years old—after all, it was summer vacation. After wandering around for a while, Li Meng finally found a decent spot. A swing! Li Meng quickly ran over and sat down. But she didn't rush to play; first, she looked around, observing her neighbors. To her left, several elderly people were gathered together, seemingly preparing to dance; to her right, two elderly men were playing chess a short distance away; directly in front, several children were playing on a slide; and behind them were flower beds and bushes. Having observed her surroundings, Li Meng began to swing, her feet propelling her forward. Damn it, what a delightful sight it was to see such a beautiful girl swinging on a swing! Why was no one watching? She spread her legs, letting the warm wind blew against her vulva, feeling an indescribable excitement. It was just a pity that no one noticed this. You see, not only were Li Meng's legs spread wide, but with each higher and faster swing, her skirt was being lifted by the wind. Unless you were too far away, anyone could easily see her pink vulva. Hey, grandpas and grandmas, your square dancing is so ugly! How can it compare to the unique beauty of my view? And what's so interesting about those silly little things sliding up and down? Look up at my beautiful pussy, it's way smoother than a slide! And those two old men playing chess, under that scorching sun, how can you be so focused on your game? Wouldn't it be nice to turn your heads and look here? Of course, there's a thrill in being spied on, but there's another kind of thrill in not being noticed, so Li Meng doesn't necessarily need others to see her exposed body. However, since no one's looking here, she might as well be bolder! Li Meng slowly slowed down, then stretched out her right hand and placed it on her vulva, gently rubbing it. Oh! If someone were to look now, they would see that in broad daylight, a seductive and beautiful girl is sitting on a swing, legs wide open, skirt billowing, her long, beautiful legs completely naked, and a small, white hand rubbing up and down her thigh. Oh...so comfortable... With her eyes half-closed, Li Meng looked at the little devils on the slide not far in front of her. Suddenly, she remembered the little pillar and little stone she had encountered in the old town a few days ago. Although her breasts were swollen for three whole days afterward, the pleasure she had experienced was truly intense. Come on, little devils, come and ravage your sister! Use your little hands, use your little feet, to bring your sister endless orgasms! She fantasized about a dozen little devils of varying sizes trampling on her breasts, thighs, and even her vagina with their dirty little feet. Pain and pleasure came at the same time. Li Meng could already feel her vagina starting to wet. The warm summer breeze was really annoying, like someone blowing hot air into her vagina. Pervert! Closing her eyes, Li Meng seemed to really feel a man's mouth kissing her vagina, licking, sucking. Ah...who is this man? Why is his appearance so blurry? I want to see clearly, I want to understand, who this face really is. Her fingers dug harder and harder, as if only at climax could she see the other's face clearly. Unfortunately, her fingers were too slender, and to preserve her hymen, Li Meng dared not truly penetrate it. She could only let one middle finger rub between her labia, occasionally probing with a small section of the fingertip, withdrawing it the instant it touched the hymen. Ah, ah... who are you? In a daze, Li Meng truly mistook the warm summer breeze for a man, gently carrying her to the clouds. Suddenly, a noisy sound entered her ears. Although she didn't open her eyes, Li Meng keenly sensed that the argument was coming from the two old men playing chess to her right, arguing endlessly about taking back a move. "Big sister, what are you doing?" Suddenly opening her eyes, Li Meng found a little girl in front of her, looking at her innocently, timidly asking, "Big sister, can I play for a while?" She wants to play with my little pussy? The thought flashed through Li Meng's mind, and she felt a warmth in her lower abdomen, as if a warm current was brewing—a prelude to an orgasm. "B-Okay..." Li Meng pressed down on the swing, trying to spread her thighs wider, while withdrawing her masturbating right hand, looking expectantly at the little girl. Come play with my little pussy, come play with it, play with it hard! But to Li Meng's surprise, the little girl happily stepped forward and grabbed the swing rope. It turned out the girl wanted to play on the swing, not play with her pussy. Realizing this, Li Meng deflated, and the orgasm she had just developed abruptly subsided. Although she wanted to continue masturbating and release the orgasm, she had just promised the little girl to let her play on the swing. Even though it was a misunderstanding, Li Meng couldn't go back on her word, so she could only stand up and give the swing to the other girl. "Big sister, why don't you wear underwear when you swing?" the little girl asked innocently as she climbed onto the swing. Li Meng was taken aback, then a mischievous thought popped into her head. "Little sister, did your mother ever tell you that girls shouldn't let others see their underwear?" "Yes, yes..." the little girl nodded. "That's right, big sister, take off your underwear and put it in your pocket, then no one will see it!" "Huh??" The little girl was very confused. Although she was very young and didn't quite understand the boundaries between men and women, she vaguely felt that what the older sister in front of her said was not quite right, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what was wrong. She could only tilt her head and look at Li Meng. "Remember, you don't need to wear underwear when you're on the swing in the future!" Reaching out and patting the little girl's head, Li Meng mischievously smeared the semen on her hands onto the girl's hair, as punishment for the little thing interrupting her orgasm! Hehe, she hoped that her words wouldn't corrupt the girl, otherwise there might be another Li Meng in the future! With this thought in mind, Li Meng left the swing and subconsciously walked towards the two old men playing chess. Upon arrival, Li Meng discovered that the two old men were quite cunning. While their chosen spot wasn't ideal, it was conveniently located under a shady tree, much cooler than other areas. The chessboard they used was simple, just a rough sketch drawn on the ground with chalk, and the pieces were old and worn, some even missing corners or characters. However, this didn't dampen their enthusiasm in the slightest. Each sat on a few bricks and played with great interest. It was clear that the two old men were genuinely passionate about chess. Even when a beautiful young woman like Li Meng stood to the side, they only glanced up briefly before returning to their engrossed game. Actually, Li Meng knew a little about chess and had played before, but she wasn't very good; she was a beginner. Even so, after only a few minutes, Li Meng could discern something. The yellow-robed elder's chess skill was clearly far superior to the white-robed elder's. This might not be apparent at the beginning, but as the game progressed, the white-robed elder's moves became increasingly slow, while the yellow-robed elder's speed remained unchanged. Because the white-robed elder's pace slowed, the yellow-robed elder found himself in a more leisurely and relaxed state.Looking left and right, the old man's gaze quickly settled on Li Meng. Li Meng's current attire was incredibly alluring; her long, beautiful legs were mostly bare, her translucent skin reflecting a captivating glow in the sunlight. Her small, size 37 feet were exceptionally white, even the blue veins on the insteps were clearly visible. "Old lecher!" she cursed inwardly. Although she couldn't see the old man's face, Li Meng clearly felt two lustful gazes fixed on her feet and ankles, their intensity even hotter than the midday sun. *Snap!* The old man in yellow captured another of the old man in white's pieces, smugly raising his head, but then sharply glancing at Li Meng's thighs beneath her skirt. However, due to the angle, he couldn't see her vulva, but he certainly saw her delicate, shapely thighs. "Old lecher!" She cursed inwardly again, then felt a surge of pride. This old man in yellow was probably well over sixty, possibly even seventy. The fact that her body could arouse his desire meant her body was exceptionally attractive. However, the old man's gaze was detestable, more lustful than many young men's. He clearly wasn't a good person in his youth. *Snap!* In the blink of an eye, the white-robed old man's pieces were reduced to mere remnants, while the yellow-robed old man had all his pieces—chariots, knights, and cannons. At this rate, the white-robed old man would likely be finished in a few more moves. Feeling the yellow-robed old man's hateful gaze, Li Meng resolved not to let him be so smug; she had to ruin his victory. Perfect, this was a perfect opportunity for her to enjoy a different kind of thrill. So, Li Meng took a step forward, moved to face the yellow-robed old man, and suddenly squatted down. Cough, cough, cough... The old man in yellow never expected Li Meng to be so bold, not wearing underwear under her sundress. Seeing the sudden, beautiful sight of her peach blossoms, he was momentarily speechless and coughed violently. Serves him right! Li Meng fantasized that if this old guy had a heart condition, she could make him have a breakdown. Isn't it said that dying under a peony is a romantic death? While she might not be a peony, she was certainly a seductive rose, or even a romantic cherry blossom—she could bewitch this old lecher and send him to hell to masturbate! Thinking this, Li Meng smiled serenely, her smile as radiant as a hundred flowers blooming, miraculously stopping the old man's cough. Now, Li Meng was annoyed. So, being annoyed, she decided to make the old man in yellow annoyed too. She pressed her legs together, instantly shutting off her peach blossoms, so that he could only see her thighs and buttocks, but not her most crucial vulva. Then, just as the old man in yellow was about to make his move, the white-robed man suddenly spread his legs apart. Sure enough, after several attempts, the old man's moves became increasingly erratic, and his previously advantageous position was quickly shattered by the opponent's counterattack. "Checkmate!" Finally, seizing upon a fatal mistake, the white-robed man instantly drew his sword. "This...this..." The yellow-robed man's eyes weren't even on the chessboard; he was staring intently at Li Meng's vulva between her legs, so he held a chess piece but didn't know where to place it. "Grandpa, you've lost!" In fact, the yellow-robed man's situation wasn't necessarily hopeless. With his skill, he could definitely find a solution if he thought carefully, but he had no time to think about that, and besides, Li Meng had sweetly declared her defeat; how could he not concede? He had to admit defeat! So, the old man in yellow simply threw down the chess piece, "I lost, let's play again!" "No, no..." Unexpectedly, the old man in white stood up and said with a smile, "I finally won a game against you today, I don't want you to win it back!" "You old bastard, how can you do this? There are juniors watching, don't let them laugh at you!" The old man in yellow wasn't really trying to persuade the other to stay because of the game; he was afraid that if the game ended, Li Meng would leave, and then he wouldn't have any good scenery to see. Li Meng was well aware of his little scheme and immediately thought disdainfully, "You don't care about the juniors watching, you just want to see the juniors!" What a hypocritical old lecher. "No, no, I really can't play anymore!" The white-robed old man wanted to leave, while the yellow-robed old man wanted to stay, and for a moment the two were at an impasse. At this moment, Li Meng interjected, "Grandpa, how about I play a game with you?" "Huh?" "Alright, alright... let's play, let's play..." As soon as Li Meng made this suggestion, the yellow-robed old man no longer cared about the white-robed old man and immediately let him leave, warmly entertaining Li Meng. Of course, his eyes never left Li Meng's thighs. Li Meng was well aware of this. As soon as the white-robed old man left, the brick he left behind was given to Li Meng. Li Meng lifted her skirt and carefully sat on the brick. The moment the rough brick surface touched her buttocks, Li Meng let out a soft moan. After all, a young lady's buttocks are too delicate, and the brick surface was too rough, making it very uncomfortable to sit on. "Girl, are you feeling unwell?" The old man in yellow asked knowingly, his eyes fixed on Li Meng's inner thighs. He knew perfectly well what Li Meng had encountered. "Grandpa!" Li Meng gave the old man a coquettish glance, spreading her legs even wider and pulling her skirt up quite a bit, leaving her lower body almost completely naked. The old man's breathing quickened. "Grandpa, shall we begin?" "Okay, okay," she replied quickly, but the old man's hands moved slowly, clearly deliberately stalling for time so he could catch a glimpse. Li Meng didn't mind at all; on the contrary, she cooperated quite readily. From the other man's fiery gaze, Li Meng had already found a strange pleasure. Her vulva began to wet again, causing her labia to glow with a watery sheen. Her pink, finger-sized vaginal opening contracted uncontrollably. "Watch my first move!" The old man, having just set up his chess pieces, couldn't wait to make his move, but his shout carried a strange undertone. His eyes were fixed on Li Meng's pink vulva, as if that was where he intended to checkmate her. "Grandpa, how old are you? Still so hot-blooded?" Li Meng lifted her skirt, and from a distance, rubbed her fingers against her vulva, asking with a flirtatious laugh. "Hehe, young lady, don't let my age fool you, I'm still as vigorous as ever!" The moment he placed his piece, the old man deliberately thrust his hips forward. From Li Meng's angle, she could clearly see that his genitals had created a tent in his underwear, and it wasn't small. To be honest, this was the first time Li Meng had openly witnessed a man with an erection, and she was slightly surprised. Her pink lips parted slightly, creating a stark contrast with her vulva. "What beautiful little mouths!" The old man stared at Li Meng's vulva with fascination, as if he wanted to stuff his eyes inside. Seeing this, Li Meng smiled mischievously and said, "Then I'll play the advisor." Her jade-like hand placed the chess piece down, and her jade-like legs closed with a satisfying snap, sealing off her forbidden palace, just like the advisor protecting the general on a chessboard. "No, no..." the old man panicked, lunging forward and grabbing the advisor Li Meng had just placed on the chessboard, putting it back in its original position. At the same time, he buried his face in front of Li Meng's knees, taking a deep breath of her fragrant breath before exhaling sharply. Mmm! The old man's breath was so hot that Li Meng let out a soft moan, involuntarily parting her legs, a trickle of clear fluid slowly seeping from her vaginal opening. Li Meng felt incredibly aroused; she had been spied on by an old man, and even aroused by it. So shameful! But, she loved it! "Grandpa, I can't support myself, so what should I do?" A seductive, almost moaning voice rang out from Li Meng, her breath sweet as orchids, spraying a fragrant breath onto the old man's face. Instantly, the old man's breathing quickened again, the hot breath hitting the inner walls of Li Meng's thighs, burning hot, so hot that her vulva even oozed some moisture. "You should jump, you should jump..." "A hindsight is 20/20, jumping is the best cannon mount for a cannon, that's how you fire!" The old man rambled on, swallowing hard, his eyes fixed on Li Meng's long, white legs, clearly implying that the cannon mount he was referring to was her beautiful legs. Li Meng naturally understood the old man's meaning, gently swaying her legs, accelerating the airflow around her lower body, sending waves of erotic fragrance onto the old man's face. "Grandpa, do you think this cannon mount is suitable?" "Suitable, suitable, absolutely perfect." "Then why don't you hurry up and attack?" "Ah...yes, yes, yes...coming, coming, watch me bombard!" The old man was no longer thinking about how to play chess. He was already dizzy from being fascinated by Li Meng's little pussy. He raised his hand and with a snap, his cannon shot down Li Meng's pawn."Hehe, grandpa, you're too impatient. Your cannon hasn't even reached the opponent's center yet, and it's already going to be taken down by one of their cannons!" Two long, beautiful legs rubbed together gently, she licked her lips seductively, and chuckled as she used her horse to capture the opponent's central cannon. "It's alright, it's alright, grandpa's got plenty of energy and confidence. One cannon isn't enough, watch me try again!" The old man grabbed a second cannon and placed it back in the central position. "Hehe, but their cannon is very powerful!" Li Meng suddenly brought her legs together, linking a pair of horses together, firmly defending her center. "Gah... watch me use my pawns to slowly chip away at your cannon!" It was quite a battle. Li Meng's pussy was like the old general on the chessboard, her two closed thighs were like the two knights on the left and right, and her swaying halter skirt was like the two bishops flying back and forth, all trying their best to protect their central general from being captured. But experience counts. Li Meng, a newcomer to the battlefield, was no match for the seasoned veteran. The opponent's two chariots moved like giant hands, the pawns like nimble fingers, and even the two galloping horses resembled fiery mouths, constantly tearing through Li Meng's defensive formation outside the center. A powerful cannon repeatedly struck into the forbidden territory of the center, nearly hitting the female general several times. Li Meng was soon panting heavily, drenched in sweat, struggling to defend herself, looking utterly disheveled. "Ah!" she cried out in alarm. All five of Li Meng's pawns had fallen, like a defeated general who, accepting defeat, stretched out her legs. Her delicate, lovely feet crossed the chessboard, and her five pink toes became prisoners, easily grasped by the old man. The old man's chess skills were indeed superb. He captured one of Li Meng's jade feet shortly after the game began. His fingers flew, and in a few swift movements, he removed the white, cool fabric, revealing the small, delicate foot to his rough, powerful hand. Li Meng's body went limp, her vulva burning, and streams of heat flowed uncontrollably from her center. She looked both ashamed and wanton. *Slap, slap...* As the old man's large chariot advanced, Li Meng's two elephants also appeared on the field, her skirt naturally lifting to her waist, revealing her completely naked lower body. "Grandpa...you...are so amazing...ooh..." Her jade feet were glistening with sweat from the old man's caresses, and her straight, slender legs reflected a wanton glow in the sunlight. Her forbidden area was overflowing with moisture, and her alluring female generals resembled lotuses emerging from the water. "There's something even more powerful!" With a snap, the linked knights finally became lame knights, and one of the cannons was finally taken down by the cannon. The old man pulled it down, and to Li Meng's surprise, her jade feet were pressed onto the hot tent. Damn cannon! I stomp, I stomp... I stomp, stomp, stomp... Pouting and clenching her little fists, Li Meng stomped hard. With each stomp, a little honey water would spurt from her center, as if cheering her on. Snap! Both knights were out of the game, and Li Meng's entire center became the opponent's playground, allowing the opponent's chariots, knights, and cannons to rampage through it, chasing the female general until she was covered in sweat. "Checkmate!" The cannon was already set up and aimed at the female general, but the game was already over, and there was no way to turn the tide. Damn it! The sound of pieces colliding was crisp and strange. Li Meng watched helplessly as the opponent's red cannon hit her female general, as if she saw a thick penis pouring into her vagina. Ah!!! A sword slits the throat, blood splattering, a scene of tragic beauty. A surge of blood, carrying a sense of resentment, erupts, swift and fierce, soaking half the chessboard. At the same time, Li Meng felt her jade-like foot sink, involuntarily pinned down by a large hand. The old man struggled twice, a warm current flowing through his trousers onto the sole of Li Meng's foot, feeling both hot and damp. Gasping for breath, Li Meng finally looked up and saw that the old man's face was pale, as if he had aged ten years in an instant. His eyes were wide open, and the veins on his neck bulged as if they were about to burst. He looked weak and unsteady. Li Meng didn't want to kill him, so she quickly pulled her leg back, hurriedly put on her shoes, and ran. "Old Sun! Old Sun!" After running a few dozen meters, Li Meng heard someone shouting anxiously. Turning around sharply, she saw the old man who had just ejaculated lying on the ground, surrounded by several middle-aged women who had been dancing in the square, anxiously checking on him. Oh dear... could this old man really be going to die a horrible death? Clutching her chest, Li Meng felt a strange sense of dread. She hoped he hadn't actually died, otherwise, it would be unpleasant for him to become a lecherous ghost and haunt her. ****************************************************************************************************** La la la... la la la... With light steps, Li Meng felt like a free butterfly, fluttering in the sunlight. Stepping into the municipal government compound, Li Meng didn't rush home. Instead, she went to the supermarket first to buy a bottle of mineral water and then washed off her makeup. Otherwise, if she bumped into her parents or relatives at home, it wouldn't be easy to explain. After washing up, she checked herself in the small mirror again. Seeing that her makeup was indeed gone, Li Meng finally dropped her seductive act and transformed back into the pure and lovely sweet girl. Huh, still no one home? Pushing open the door, the entire first floor remained as silent as before she left. Oh well, I'll take a shower first! She'd just worked up a good sweat, and her thighs were soaked with so much vaginal fluid, especially her little feet, which had been played with by the old man for so long—sticky and slippery under the white fabric, making her feel quite uncomfortable. So, Li Meng didn't go upstairs and headed straight for the bathroom. With a creak, the bathroom door opened, and the scene inside shocked her. There stood her younger brother, Li Xiang, holding her white stockings in one hand, stroking his penis, while in the other hand he held a bra to his nose, sniffing it intensely, and a white lace panty in his mouth. That brat, so greedy! He's got all three pieces of equipment she left behind! The sound of the bathroom door opening startled Li Xiang, who was masturbating. Naturally, Li Meng could see him, and he could see his suddenly appearing sister. Immediately, the boy frantically hid his hands behind his back, his face flushed, and timidly called out, "Sister..." "Alright, no need to hide anymore, I saw everything!" Li Xiang looked quite comical at this moment. He hadn't even spat out the white lace panties in his mouth, and even his white stockings were only half-hidden, the other half still tangled on his erect penis. "Sister, I..." Li Xiang lowered his head in embarrassment, his once-proud penis visibly softening. Tap tap tap... Li Meng deliberately increased the sound of her footsteps, each step like a cat toying with a mouse.The generals were as beautiful as lotuses emerging from water. "There's something even more amazing!" With a snap, the linked horses finally became lame horses, and one of the cannon carriages was finally taken down by the cannon. The old man pulled it down, and to Li Meng's surprise, her jade feet were pressed onto the hot tent. Damn cannons! I stomp, I stomp... I stomp, stomp, stomp... Pouting and clenching her fists, Li Meng stomped hard. With each stomp, a little honey-like liquid would spurt from her center, as if cheering her on. Snap! Both knights were out of the game, and Li Meng's entire center became the opponent's playground, allowing the opponent's chariots, horses, and cannons to rampage through it, chasing the female general until she was drenched in sweat. "General!" The cannon was already set up, aimed at the female general, but the game was already lost, and there was no way to turn the tide. Damn it! The sound of chess pieces clashing against each other was crisp and inexplicable. Li Meng watched helplessly as her opponent's red cannon struck her female general squarely, as if she were seeing a thick penis thrusting into her vagina. Ah!!! A sword slit her throat, blood splattering, a scene of tragic beauty. A gush of fluid, mixed with resentment, gushed out, rapid and fierce, soaking half the chessboard. At the same time, Li Meng felt her jade feet sink, involuntarily pinned down by a large hand. The old man struggled a couple of times, a warm current flowing through his trousers onto the soles of Li Meng's feet, feeling hot and damp. Huffing and puffing, Li Meng finally came to her senses and looked up, only to find that the old man's face was pale, as if he had aged ten years in an instant, his eyes wide open, the veins on his neck bulging as if about to bulge, looking weak and swaying as if he were about to collapse. Li Meng didn't want to cause any death, so she quickly pulled back her legs, hurriedly put on her shoes, and ran. "Old Sun! Old Sun..." After running a few dozen meters, Li Meng heard someone shouting anxiously. Turning around sharply, she saw the old man who had just ejaculated lying on the ground, surrounded by several middle-aged women who had been dancing in the square, anxiously checking on him. Oh dear... could this old man really be going to die a horrible death? Clutching her chest, Li Meng felt a strange sense of lingering fear. She hoped the old man hadn't actually died, otherwise, it would be unpleasant for him to become a lecherous ghost and haunt her. ***********************************************************

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